What Can I Believe?

 O God, I am so fragile: 

my dreams get broken, 

my relationships get broken, 

my heart gets broken,

my body gets broken.

What can I believe,

except that you will not despise a broken heart,

that old and broken people shall yet dream dreams,

and that the lame shall leap for joy,

the blind see,

the deaf hear.

What can I believe,

except what Jesus taught:

that only what is first broken, like bread,

can be shared:

that only what is broken

is open to your entry;

that old wineskins must be ripped open and replaced, 
if the new wine of life is to expand....

~ Ted Loder